Looking for witches every day

Breathing a little easier, Heloise raised her hand and pushed the woman in front of her.

Although the woman saved Heloise, she carefully looked at the woman from head to toe, and she didn't recognize her.

"Issie."

Heloise heard someone calling her again.

How could the woman in the water be the one who spoke? Heloise skipped her and looked elsewhere.

Voices rang out frequently, and Heloise couldn't find the source of the voices.

where?Where?Heloise muttered anxiously.

"Issie, look in front of you."

The voice suddenly became louder, as if directly ringing in Heloise's head.

She can peek into her thoughts, there is only...

Heloise followed the words and looked at the woman.At some point, the woman leaned over again, her loose hair was pulled back behind her, shining like gold in the transparent water, those emerald eyes stared closely at her.

Heloise's heart tightened.

No, she's going to overturn her previous idea.

She had seen women, or rather these eyes.

"Who are you?" thought Heloise.

The woman smiled and gently stroked her cheeks, the temperature of her hands was much lower than the temperature of water.

Heloise heard a sigh.

"Why did you forget me so quickly? You can call me Duke Dana, Leonard, or Dominica. But, Essie, I'd rather you call me Eleven."

Dominica?

Heloise was undoubtedly happy to get such an answer, she knew that Dominica was not dead.

Heloise gave her a hug.

But it didn't take long for her to be happy, and she felt something was wrong.

Heloise backed away a little, looking at the woman's perfect body curve, completely exposed in the water.The person in front of her was a real woman, she said she was Dominica...

It's not that she can't accept it, she doesn't have any discomfort.But Dominica is her fiancé, shouldn't it be a man?

She really couldn't remember what Dominica looked like.

"I know you should be Dominica, but I don't remember." Heloise was depressed, and her joy faded a lot.

Dominica kept on being dangerous, covering her dim eyes, and said softly: "Forget it, forget it, call me Eleven."

"Eleven?" Heloise moved her hand away, curious about this strange title.

"I am here. This is my original name, and this is my home."

Following her words, they fell to the bottom.

There is no water in the lower layer, and the water is separated from the top by an invisible force, which becomes the blue sky of this place.

Finally out of the water, Heloise felt much more relaxed, breathing greedily.

What they stepped on turned into a green grassland, the grass was strong and the green leaves were thick, with dewdrops accumulated on it, reflecting their figures.

This piece of grass, can not see the edge.

An exquisite house appeared in front of them like a magic house, and Dominica led Heloise into it.

Heloise was pleasantly surprised as soon as she entered, the interior was decorated according to her residence in Helevin, very cordial.

Staying here, the pictures of her life in Frye Palace emerged one by one, and it seemed that she could still feel the breath of that time, which made her miss it very much.

She is her Dominica.

No, it should be Eleven, she asked her to call her Eleven.

Her eleven.

Heloise broke away from her sweet imagination and found that Dominica was doing actions she couldn't understand.

Her hand slid quickly on each of the fluffy small squares, and another large square displayed densely packed rune-like things, rolling irregularly.

After a while, Dominica erased the things and said, "I restored the data for you."

The data was brought up for the second time, but Heloise didn't pay attention to it.

Something circled Heloise twice, and her mind went through a revolving lantern, and she remembered what she had forgotten.

Yes, Eleven is Dominica.

Compared to Eleven, Dominika was more familiar to her.Of course, she will slowly get used to this title.

Heloise affectionately pulled Dominica to sit on the edge of the bed, looked at her face as if she hadn't seen it for a long time, and stretched out her hand to touch: "This is your home, are you a god?"

Before Dominica could answer, Heloise suddenly thought of something that made her unhappy, and she asked, "We will still be separated, won't we?"

She wanted to know the latter question more than the former one.

Dominica felt sorry for her sensitivity and put her arms around her.

Her arms are her haven.

Heloise hugged Dominica tightly, listening to her heartbeat, half relieved.

"I'm not a god, and I won't leave again. But you should go back, don't tell others that you remember me, especially Beulai. Also, do what Beulai said, and I can bring you back."

Heloise leaned against Dominica's chest, and these words sounded even thicker in her ears.

"Why?" Heloise asked in a muffled voice.

Dominica was silent for a while, then let go of her embrace, and held hands instead.

She held Heloise and stood up: "I'll show you something."

"it is good."

Dominica single-handedly took out the things used to restore her memory, touching them continuously, and the symbols slid.

A door appeared in front of them.

This door is similar to the hole that appeared when the teleportation array teleported, and Heloise could guess her function.

Dominica pushed open the door, and the inside was a chaotic gray.

Before leaving, she worriedly told Heloise: "Take me tight, follow me, I'll count to three, and we'll go in together."

Heloise nodded.

They felt each other's tightening hands hard, making both of them more at ease.

"One, two..."

"three."

They stepped in at the same time.

As soon as she entered, Heloise felt an obvious sense of tearing, and gusts of wind seemed to scrape off her flesh.She closed her eyes immediately, and in the darkness, she held Dominica even harder to make her feel safe.

Fortunately, this process is very short.

Heloise opened her eyes at Dominica's soft call.

She saw a strange world that she had never seen before.

First of all, they are in a relatively high place, so they can see it clearly.

This is a large room, several people, mostly men, they wear casual clothes, the texture of those clothes looks very expensive.

All of them are comparable to nobles, but there are not so many restrictions on their manners.

They were all sitting, before the thing that Dominica had used.Theirs are also more delicate, because those are obviously heavy objects.Dominica's is a little more imaginary, more like an illusion.

What those things displayed were not symbolic characters that Heloise could not understand. Taking the place closest to them, what was displayed in front of a woman was a picture.

The women sitting with their backs somehow zoomed in on that picture, sliding around.

Heloise saw that the painting was of a person.

Heloise knew it.

—Beulley.

Heloise pointed in that direction in surprise, and shook the hand she was holding: "Look, that's Beauley! She knows Beauley!"

"Yes, Bewley, I saw it."

Heloise wanted to go forward, walked up to the woman and asked her.But before she could take a step, Dominica brought her back.

"It's hard to get through." Dominika stretched out his hand and pushed forward, which was another invisible partition.

She tapped the invisible thing.

Heloise heard a crisp voice.

The woman not far away seemed to hear it too, looked back, and quickly turned back.

She didn't see them.

"She can't see us?"

Dominica didn't speak, and led Heloise through a dark and narrow corridor.

Coming out of the aisle, Heloise found that they were in front of the woman. The woman's face was magnified in front of her eyes, and it was extremely huge. Compared with the giant that appeared before, it was probably about the same size.

The woman concentrated on painting, but still didn't see them.

But unlike before, Heloise saw the Beauley painting, which became as big as the woman's face, and they were right next to the painting.

Heloise probably understood something, but she still couldn't believe it: "What's going on?"

"She is a human, and we are data. You are created by her. In the beginning, you were a painting, just like this." Dominica pointed at Beulley's portrait.

After the woman finished retouching Beulley's painting, she called out others.

Heloise saw herself and Domenica in the many pictures that flashed.

Heloise felt something crumble.

Although the idea that there are gods in the world is deeply rooted, the "gods" appear in such a way...

On this day, Dominica took Heloise to refresh her world view.

Their world is fake, created by these people.Their world is called a game.

She and Dominica, no, she was drawn and put into the game, someone who does not exist for the creator.

They call her, npc.

Heloise thought of Fielding who had disappeared, and recalled his words again, and these were all right.

So much Minnica knew about this, and what role did she play.

Yes, play.

Heloise looked at their holding hands, and didn't dare to look into Dominica's eyes, and asked with some uncertainty, "Eleven, you..."

"I am also data, the intelligent AI that humans call. I am No.11, and humans call me AI11. My name is Eleven."

The author has something to say:

Finally explained clearly!

Let the original npc who doesn't know anything to understand this is just killing me_(:з」∠)_